Desirable

Chapter 8

A year later

"Come on baby," Prue says softly as Summer follows behind her tiredly.

"It's too early." Summer mumbled.

Rolling her eyes in adoration, Prue turns around and picks her three year old daughter up. "Just like your mama." She teases, rubbing the blue eyed girl's back.

Summer rolled her eyes. "Where are we going?" She asked through a yawn.

"We're going to your uncles' soccer game." Prue says referring to Izzach and Alex.

"Why is it so early?" Summer whined. "Where's mama?"

Giggling softly, Prue stops beside Emilia. "Right here." She says with a soft laugh.

"Morning." Emilia said through a yawn.

Summer immediately reaches for Emilia, a yawn escaping her lips.

"Told you she was a lot like you." Prue says with a teasing smile.

Emilia rolled her eyes. "It's too early."

Frowning, Summer drops her arms and buries her face in Prue's neck, thinking Emilia was talking to her.

Emilia yawned again before taking Summer out of Prue's arms.

"Don't worry, I had mom bring one of those tent like things but it's really just for us three and the twins." Prue says, pointing to the large tent that had pillows and blankets. "Mom knows we haven't been getting much sleep." She says, nodding toward Summer who was curled against Emilia.

Emilia nodded tiredly, her eyes half open.

They made it to the tent and made their way inside, finding Dariella and Tobias already asleep.

Summer whines tiredly and tries to curl into Emilia even more.

Emilia laid down beside the twins and closed her eyes with Summer curled up beside her.

Immediately joining them, Prue wraps her arms around Emilia and Summer.

Emilia was asleep as soon as her eyes closed.

"Are they already asleep?" Camila asked Normani, walking over Ashling attached to her hip.

Normani nodded. "They are exhausted."

"We've gotta do something about Summer not sleeping through the night." Camila says softly.

"Yeah. It's not fair on them. Prue and Emilia need a stable life to keep them from going back to the way they were." Normani nodded.

Ashling tiredly reaches for Normani who is holding Bryson.

"The melatonin stopped working for her." Camila says, sighing as she sits beside Normani.

"We should take her to the doctor, get her proper sleeping tablets." Normani said.

Nodding her head, Camila sits Ashling between them, the four year old immediately curling into a ball between them and falling asleep.

"We should take her tomorrow." Normani said.

"That's up to Prue, we can't do anything unless Prue agrees." Camila responds, running a hand through her hair. "Laur, come here." She says upon noticing Lauren falling asleep in front of them.

"Huh?" Lauren asked, jumping awake. Her eyes half closed as she turned to look at Camila.

Smiling softly, Camila opens her arms. "Come here."

Lauren yawned adorably and stood up, walking lazily over to Camila.

As soon as Lauren was close enough, Camila pulled her into her arms and held her.